Mu Yuzhou smiled slightly, raised his hand to comb his gray hair in a slow and orderly manner, and said softly triumphantly:
"According to my idea, it has been built. Why do you think the authorities have locked me up until now? It's just for this thing.
I once proposed using this thing in exchange for freedom, but they refused, thinking that labor and management were playing tricks again."
………………
While Mu Yuzhou and Liu Shiba were talking in a low voice, Lu Xiaolin, a wretched man squatting in the general building, stared at the cigarette in Liu Shiba's hand with bright eyes, and interrupted fiercely:
"You stinky boy, prison food is delicious but hard to make in prison. Please be careful from now on. If you are a stinky person, please leave a third of it for me later."
Liu Shiba's eyes flashed, he turned around with a smile and ignored him. This guy Liu Shiba wanted to see what weird thing he was doing first?
Liu Shiba thought for a while and then said to Mu Yuzhou:
"You go make the fire, and I'll give you half of it later."
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Hearing this, Mu Yuzhou responded with a smile and quickly took out a strand of rotten cotton wool from his pocket.
Then, he carefully scraped a little lime powder on the wall with his fingernails and wrapped it in cotton wool. Then he rolled it into a cylindrical shape with his hands. Then, Mu Yuzhou raised his hand and said seriously:
"Tell the third master to make a fire."
When Tian Mingjian heard this, he looked at Liu Shiba, a trace of strangeness flashed across his fleshy face, and he nodded slightly.
Seeing Tian Mingjian nodding, Mu Yuzhou hurriedly walked under the shop floor, picked up a pair of white-soled cloth shoes, and wiped the hard rubber soles of the cloth shoes again and again with his sleeves.
Then, he placed the kneaded cotton wool on the ground, put a glove into his shoe, pressed the cotton wool, and started rubbing it vigorously.
Liu Shiba was stunned, watching Mu Yuzhou move faster and faster, rubbing the soles of his shoes desperately, and thought to himself:
"Is this making fire by drilling wood, or is it called friction fire? I really gained some knowledge today. I can think of such a primitive method.
This guy is indeed a super liar, an awesome guy who can create a legendary machine like a perpetual motion machine."
Suddenly, Mu Yuzhou stopped his hand, picked up the cotton wool stick that had been rubbed black, ran to Liu Shiba and gently tore the two halves apart, and said anxiously:
"Come over with the cigarette, get ready...smoking!"
Hearing this, Liu Shiba hurriedly leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth. He saw Mu Yuzhou blowing twice on the torn cotton wool, and a trace of green smoke suddenly appeared, followed by a burst of flames.
He aimed at the flame and inhaled fiercely. After a while, a strong fragrance with a hint of green smoke spread between Liu Shiba's lips and teeth.
Perhaps because he hadn't smoked for several days, Liu Shiba felt a little dizzy after taking two puffs. He handed the lit cigarette to Mu Yuzhou and said with satisfaction:
"You smoke first and leave some for me later."
Mu Yuzhou happily took the half of the cigarette and said cheerfully:
"Thank you, little brother."
Liu Shiba sat there leisurely, savoring the aftertaste of cigarettes in his mouth, and found that apart from himself and Mu Yuzhou, there were about four people sitting on the left looking at Mu Yuzhou with envy.
There was a "gurgling" sound in these people's throats, and they wanted to snatch the butt of the cigarette from Mu Yuzhou's hand.
Only then did Liu Shiba realize that life in the prison cell was really difficult.
In addition to helping people lose weight, it might also help people quit smoking?
If I go out again, would it be possible to open a smoking cessation center like this?
Looking back at Mu Yuzhou, Liu Shiba felt that his thoughts could no longer keep up with his eyes.
When Mu Yuzhou smokes, he only sees the smoke that goes in, but not the smoke that comes out?
However, looking at the intoxicated look on the old man's face, it was definitely not a hole in his lung.
"Old man Mu, eh! Don't you spit it out when you smoke?"
Hearing Liu Shiba's doubts, Mu Yuzhou rolled his eyes, closed his eyes in a daze, and shook his head with endless aftertaste:
"I couldn't bear to spit it out. A puff of cigarette was so precious that I swallowed it all."
Looking at Mu Yuzhou like a monster, Liu Shiba was speechless for a long time.
Could it be that this is the future life?
Isn’t this a death-defying rhythm?
It’s just a cigarette, is there any need to be so frugal? I have about a whole Great China in my backpack in the dimensional space.
Mu Yuzhou took another deep puff, handed the small half of the cigarette to Liu Shiba, snorted and said:
"This is a dormitory and a black prison. Everything inside is valuable. Not to mention cigarettes, even a needle can be sold for a sky-high price. Do you know how much two packs of cigarettes that the ladyboy threw in just now cost?"
Liu Shiba took a puff of the cigarette happily and tried to swallow it, but when he heard the word shemale, he was choked with tears.
Wiping the eye mucus overflowing from the corner of his eyes with his hand, Liu Shiba frowned and said:
"How much? It can't be more expensive than gold, right?"
"Hmph! Gold? Are you afraid that you will flash your teeth if you talk too much?"
Mu Yuzhou snorted coldly, looked around, leaned close to Liu Shiba's ear, and said furtively:
"The cigarettes here must be exchanged for contributions."
"Contribution? What can you contribute if you are locked up here?"
Liu Shiba pursed his lips and stared at Mu Yuzhou.
"Hehe, there are many things you can contribute, such as letting you go out and teach soldiers to kill people, and teach some special departments how to cheat.
In the cell next door, there is a certain talented person who teaches the male and female soldiers psychology, how to do men and women's things, and how to deceive others.
Some time ago, there was an old man who died unexpectedly. It was said that he was treated very well in the black prison.
Because he is a physicist who specializes in teaching artificial nuclear bombs to some departments, the nuclear bomb he built is ten times more powerful than the one with the same yield.
The uncle in our cell, do you know what he went out to teach? He taught the soldiers how to kill with bare hands.
The second master, on the other hand, teaches people to identify the strata and specializes in finding ways to blow holes underground...
And these extremely extraordinary and precious skills can only be exchanged for two packs of cigarettes, do you believe it?"
Mu Yuzhou bulged his eyes and vented his dissatisfaction in a low voice...
Liu Shiba tilted his head and was dumbfounded. He really couldn't believe that this cigarette was so expensive.
How can each of these skills be exchanged for cigarettes?
The Chinese authorities are really good at using this simple and effective method to drain these people of their wealth and surplus value?
While Liu Shiba and Mu Yuzhou were chatting softly, Lu Xiaolin, a wretched man squatting in the general building, stared at the burnt cigarette butt in Liu Shiba's hand and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in his throat.
Xiao Lin, with a hint of flattery and flattery, said to Nini:
"Little brother, how about leaving a sip for me? You're wasting your money like this. I actually have a better way than this, which will ensure that you can turn one cigarette into three.
How about it? Give me two puffs, and next time you have a cigarette, I will give you three cigarettes, and you will give me two puffs, and the rest are yours."
Liu Shiba was stunned when he heard this. Although he still couldn't tell whether this guy was pretending to be stupid or just being dumbfounded, he couldn't help but said curiously:
"Are you a magician? If you turn the cigarette butt in my hand into an unsmoked cigarette, I will believe you."
Mu Yuzhou covered his face and smiled:
"...!"
When the wretched man Lu Xiaolin heard this, he was dumbfounded...
Isn't this difficult?
Isn’t it enough to use empty gloves as a white wolf?
